Seeing that his adjutant still had not answered, Gustav turned to him in irritation. "What? My orders don't carry any weight anymore?"
Under Gustav's imposing glare, the adjutant jolted, cowed by the authority his superior had built up over the years.
"Ahem! Sir, did you issue a secret order to the wormhole defense fleet not long ago?" the adjutant asked cautiously.
"A secret order? What secret order?" Gustav froze.
Seeing that Gustav's expression did not seem feigned, the adjutant hesitated too, unwilling to jump to conclusions.
He recited the contents of the secret order for everyone present, then gave his superior a rather strange look. "The person who issued this secret order... appears to have been you, sir..."
Everyone on the bridge turned toward their supreme commander in shock, their faces full of disbelief.
First releasing a virus, then throwing the battlefield into chaos with his orders-wasn't this practically an announcement that he was switching sides?!
"What? I issued the secret order?" Gustav looked stunned at first, then flew into a rage. "Utter nonsense! When did I issue any secret order? Is he trying to shirk responsibility?"
"Ahem! Sir, whether you issued that secret order or not can easily be verified by checking your commander authority records," the adjutant said with a cough.
As tactfully as the adjutant had phrased it, everyone present could hear the suspicion in his words.
Gustav's expression darkened, not because he was under suspicion, but because of the vague unease rising within him.
He was no fool. How could he fail to notice that something was terribly wrong today?
First the virus, then the secret order, and the All Things Unity Society had chosen today to make its brazen move as well... Was it coincidence? Or a carefully orchestrated conspiracy?
Since the virus had originated